Sisters who work together, play together and just enjoy being sisters together – now that is what I call sisterhood! It’s not really something someone can see, yet we can reach out and touch it. And we touched a little bit of it together, this last Easter weekend, as we passed down the torch of sisterhood to our daughters. One thing that my sisters and I take seriously is this: We know that Motherhood is God’s highest calling. And we put our all into it!
On Sunday, my sister and I cooked, set the table, and had fun in the kitchen together –with our daughters – creating an Easter feast for our families! We were out of town together so we divided up the meal, keeping it very simple, and added Easter flair to our table with candles and beautiful springy napkins. The best times are always found when friends and family gather around the table, so this was an Easter for us all to remember.
Since each of our girls are the only daughters in their families, it’s our hope that they will always treat and love each other like sisters do. They have a special bond, and when we are gone we hope they will remain close. They don’t know exactly what it’s like to have a sister – but they do know what it’s like to have each other.
My daughter often asks me what it was like growing up with sisters, and I turn to her and say it’s hard to explain. Except that sisters are just always there. It was more than just having a playmate growing up – it was someone who understood me and really knew me. Someone who really cared.
Throughout the years we’ve worked together, played together, and cooked together. We’ve celebrated together, laughed together, and have even mourned together.
The bond between sisters is sometimes tightly woven, sometimes loosely held, but never broken.